Bless the Lord, O soul within me; God is clothed with honor and light. He stretches heaven like a curtain, Builds His chambers over waters in the height. Clouds become His chariot; winds are messengers. Mountains rose and valleys took their place. Springs run through the hills to feed the creatures; Birds sing out among the branches. How manifold are all Your works, O Lord. In wisdom You have made them every one. Earth is full of creatures and provision; Sea is wide with life beneath the sun. You give food in season; they are satisfied. Hide Your face, and every breath grows faint. Send Your Spirit, and creation rises; You renew the surface of the earth. I will sing unto the Lord while I am living. Let my meditation please Him.